Beneath the endless sky, I roam,
Through forests deep and mountains high,
Each step a whisper of the unknown,
A call to where the wild things lie.

The rivers sing their ancient songs,
As I wander paths untamed,
In every breeze, a tale belongs,
To lands that no map has named.

Stars above, a guiding light,
Through deserts vast and oceans wide,
In twilight’s glow and dawn’s first sight,
My heart and soul in freedom ride.

With every mile, a story spun,
Of wonders that the world bestows,
Adventure’s spirit never done,
In every breath, the journey grows.